"Want to borrow my brother?" she asked a bit dryly as she opened the door to their small home here. "Nagihiko?" she called, not a loud scream, but the voice was pitched to carry. Projected. No answer. She shrugged. "Guess he is out. Well come on in."

Concerning? The young girl who expected her brother to be there when she invited a stranger in who was almost twice her height? She didn't seem concerned about it at all, herself, as she headed for the kitchen.